I came home and my allergies kicked in to full gear. I spent the rest of the day cleaning with tissues shoved up my nose. (The kids think my allergy days are hilarious, btw) I also got a STY on my eye. Not only was I dripping profusely from the nose and sneezing continuously, but I looked very much like a spousal abuse victim. It was really GREAT looking so good when Matt's boss came to dinner. Not. (By then I didn't have a tissue hanging out of my nose, thank goodness.)
I post this picture here as proof that my life is not always (hardly ever) idyllic, in case you needed any. Never say I am not real with you on this blog!
Sunday our company came despite the weatherman calling for severe storms, hail and intense winds. I was nervous about the weather the whole time but turns out- we were able to eat (and visit) outside with only one five minute downpour and beautiful double rainbow to make up for it.
Andrew found a baby creature deep in the woods (I am thinking a baby pheasant or quail?) so the children were pretty occupied with that.